Leea Glasheen

Jan

my therapist’s job is
for me to scream that I hate my mother,
instead
she told me my mother
didn’t love me,

while not letting me blame the old hag
for my neuroses
“or you won’t get better,”

seeeee the connection, she said,

I would ask for a refund
but I fear she is right,
actually I don’t fear.

I fear less
than before,

touché, Jan